Chapter 177: Tiger Talisman, Killing (Text)
"Blood Floating Massacre, this tower is Blood Floating Massacre!"
Ye Jiu's indifferent face actually showed a faint look of excitement, and he muttered in a low voice: "This thing is really a ...... of zĂ i."
"Uncle Cripple, what is the Blood Floating Massacre?" Zhang Meng savored this unfamiliar term, he didn't seem to have heard much of this thing before.
"Futu, generally Buddhists refer to the Buddha Guanyin, and there is also the meaning of the pagoda. In the past, there was no word tower in China, and before the Yuan Dynasty, this kind of floating tomb referred to funeral items such as "square tomb" and "round mound", which mostly meant unknown. In the early years, several floating slaughters in the Sui and Tang dynasties were excavated, all accompanied by a large number of corpses and burials, such items, often cast for the suppression of the most evil things, and peach wood, killing stones belong to the same type. In the modern novel "Lin Hai Snow Plain", there is also a saying about the river demon in Pagoda Town...... "Chen lame told the story."
It was the first time Zhang Meng heard about it, and he immediately gasped.
Peach wood and killing stones have been handed down since ancient mythology. Swords like those used by Taoist priests are generally made of peach wood; And the killing stone is also recorded in China's first encyclopedia "Classic of Mountains and Seas". However, every time this kind of thing appears, it will be accompanied by earth-shattering disasters, and there will be some evil spirits hidden in this floating tower, right?
"I heard my dad say that the Blood Floating Massacre first appeared in a tomb in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and after it was cast, it often held a blood-feeding ceremony, that is, a large number of pigs, sheep, cows, horses and other livestock were slaughtered, and the things suppressed by the Blood Floating Massacre were fed, so that for many years, these evil things would not break through the seal......
The fat man frowned and said, "If it's really what the little lady said, then this scene is really a bit similar!" â
Zhang Meng gave the fat man goosebumps, but he felt that if it was true, it would be too ridiculous. Could it be that this kind of sacrifice will continue until now, and people will be sent to death unconsciously?
If this is not the case, then how can the bones of those who have just died be explained?
"Give me a flashlight, and your Desert Eagle will lend me a hand." Ye Jiu suddenly walked in front of Zhang Meng and said lightly.
"What are you going to do?" Zhang Meng asked curiously.
"Go to the Blood Floating Slaughter and take a look, I have a feeling that the key to solving the mystery of the canyon lies in the ...... inside this Floating Slaughter Tower" Ye Jiu's eyes were very bright.
"Ah Meng is slow, the gun can't be lent to this kid, if he wants to go in, I'll go in with him!" Zhao San refused without thinking about it.
Just kidding, where did he dare to lend Ye Jiu weapons now? A sharpshooter will definitely have a sharp look, although a person with a sharp eye will not necessarily be a sharpshooter, but it will not be far behind.
If Ye Jiu had a weapon in hand, then Zhao San and their only advantage would be gone.
"You can't, I'm not even sure of what is inside, you'll die if you go." Ye Jiu shook his head and said seriously.
"Joke! Little doll don't use this to bluff the third master, I'm not bluffing. I can't get in, so who else is eligible to go in? Zhao San was immediately angered by Ye Jiu's appearance of no one in his eyes, although Ye Jiu had always been like that.
"He could." Ye Jiu raised a white finger and pointed at Zhang Meng.
"Me?"
Zhang Meng was taken aback, he had a question mark in his head, with a scum like him with a combat power of only five, it was not enough for others to stuff their teeth.
"Why?" Zhang Meng asked incomprehensibly.
"Do you have any treasure on you, like my snow knife? I can't smell the anger in you......" Ye Jiu frowned and said with some doubts.
"Angry, what's that?" Zhang Meng was terrified when he heard it.
"In short, you don't look like a living person, didn't you feel it before?" Ye Jiu's brows furrowed even more, as if he didn't know how to express it.
Something seemed to flash in Zhang Meng's head.
He patted his head vigorously, there was something Zhang Meng didn't understand before, the most critical time when Liu went to the tomb, the human-faced spider was lying on his back, and finally left in a daze, Laizi said that this human-faced spider does not eat dead human flesh. The same thing happened several times.
But in the end, the leper blamed these strange phenomena on the ghost veins in Zhang Meng's hands.
Now to Ye Jiuyi, he just thought of this problem, Zhang Meng's brain was running rapidly, recalling what treasures he had on his body.
He usually doesn't like to wear anything, and he only has a Zhong Kui jade pendant on his body who has been looking for a master since he was a child, and he has always worn it on his left wrist, and his father said that it can inhibit the growth of ghost veins.
Zhang Meng hurriedly took out the thing, but Ye Jiu shook his head slightly and said, "It's not this." â
"Yes, there's one more ...... Tiger Talisman, that Tiger Talisman! â
Zhang Meng finally remembered at this time, didn't his father's last letter to the family still carry an ice jade tiger talisman?
For this tiger talisman, Zhang Meng only vaguely saw a little bit of the style of the late Eastern Han Dynasty from the carving style, but I don't know anything else, could it be the credit of this tiger talisman?
Zhang Meng took out the tiger talisman and shook it a few times in front of Ye Jiu's eyes, and Ye Jiu, who was shocked, immediately took a few steps back, as if he didn't want to touch this thing.
"This thing, you'd better not wear it close to your body, put it in a box made of jadeite......"
Ye Jiu left this clueless sentence, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the Blood Floating Slaughter Tower, and he didn't continue to ask for the Desert Eagle.
"Third uncle, I'll follow Brother Jiu'er to explore inside, otherwise if there are any clues, it is estimated that he will not tell us ......" Zhang Meng looked at Ye Jiu's back, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said.
"No way!" Chen Cripple and Zhao San spoke almost in unison.
"Meng boy, even your lame uncle doesn't want to provoke this thing, it's too dangerous for you to go. And I still haven't figured out what kind of mind the Ye family kid has, if you follow up, you will be sent to death! Chen Cripple shook his head slightly.
"Where did you come from so many words, you individuals, engage in this set of feudal superstitions all day long, if this was more than ten years earlier, you were arrested one by one to be locked up in the pigsty for criticism, do you know what mistakes you have made? What was made was a materialist-right-leaning ideological mistake. We must firmly believe that the steel gun is in hand, and I have it in the world. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of you, even if it is a gun and a mine, you can't bow your head to these paper tigers. If you don't go, I'll go! â
The fat man suddenly stood up excitedly, pointed at Zhao Sanchen and scolded the lame, making the two of them inexplicable, I don't know what kind of nerves this dead fat man has.
"Third uncle, lame uncle, don't worry! That ninth brother won't bluff me if he wants to, and the fat man and I will follow him behind. If anything is wrong, we will run back immediately, and you will be below to give us a sentry to answer. â